Whenas I burnt so hot as burn Trinacria's rocks or
Mallia stream that feeds Œtéan Thermopylæ;
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Nor did these saddened eyes to be dimmed by assiduous weeping
Cease, and my cheeks with showers ever in sadness be wet.
E'en as from aëry heights of mountain springeth a springlet
Limpidest leaping forth from rocking felted with moss,
Then having headlong rolled the prone-laid valley downpouring,
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Populous region amid wendeth his gradual way,